Insomnia strikes again in the form of me wide awake at 4 am after a very odd dream in which I was swimming in a lake and kept seeing a big turtle swimming in the[…]

because even when you’re in a terrible mood and it’s taking all your energy not to write nasty notes and post petulant pages you are always allowed—if you’re a LIBERAL JOURNALIST to take a few[…]

then be quiet. Probably not the world’s most appropo saying in the blogisphere but it’s where I’m at right now. Cranky, cranky, cranky and if I let loose and named names things might get ugly[…]

Yesterday Tate and Finn Palmer turned 4 years old. I have known the guys since their mom found out she was carrying them and, perhaps it’s just because I’ve known them and their parents so[…]

Why am I blogging on a Sunday? Because I’m working on a Sunday or, to be more precise, am supposed to be working. Will be working, rather, as soon as I finish this post. Best[…]